Very, very little enjoyment at the moment.
I was late to last weekend's game because I was finding the VFL match far more enjoyable. Didn't give a crud even though I'm normally there nice and early, my old man and I just don't care about being late now.
Honestly could have left at half time. I wasn't even angry, or animated in any way. Just sat there quietly, shaking my head, feeling let down etc.
I'll be going to all the home games this year out of habit, tradition, chance to see my dad and my brother, and because it's my dad's gift to buy me a reserved sheet membership every year for Christmas. But that's it. I'm not going because the club is 'dragging' me in emotionally...